From Hell !!

Once I was going to my last class of the day.On my way to it I step on dog shit and didnt notice it until I was in the class room and my friends were making fun of me. It was funny until there, but then the teacher started to tell me I had to wake up cause thing like these are to silly to happen and kicked me ot of the class room.

I started to complain that it wasn´t a reason to kick someone out of a classroom and that it was unfair. She said that when I learnd to walk on the street I could come back in. Thats how a good day turned into one from hell !

Snap

Stan and Emma walking to the car were they will see themselves for the last time.
Little did they know was it was too late for them anyway...

Stan: you know....
Emma: don't start again! we've said it all and it was enough for the night.
Stan: yeah you had enough, but I still don't understand why...
Emma: (crying) stop! OK? stop! I just want go home!
Stan: but... what am I supposed to do know I just can lie to my self...
Emma: please I told you it was a mistake...
Stan: yeah but that's no help! it just doesn't make up the years and years of...
Emma: there was nothing i could do! you weren't there.
Stan: I've always been their! what the hell are you talking about?
Emma: you know what I mean! benign on the streets that much doesn't leave time for...
Stan: (screaming) it's my job! you say that like I'm fooling around or something!
Emma: I'm so sorry if there could only be a way...
Stan: no there's not, get in the car I'm taking you home...
Emma: your not coming ?

In the car while Stan starts the engine...

Stan: no I'm not...
Emma: wh..
Stan: don't even ask.
Emma: where are you going?

Stan starts to drive...

Stan: I'll go to a hotel or something.
Emma: you know you don't have to.
Stan: I want to.

Corner red light...

Stan: what I don't understand is why, for how long?
Emma: I already told you ! it was a one time thing it should've not happened!
Stan: I really loved you...
Emma:I still do...

Green light...

Stan: stop lying !
Emma: you know it's...

Drunk driver how past the red light...

Awake or Asleep ?

Waking up late and with not much to do. What do you do when there's nothing to do? You go and find friends to have a good time. What do you do with your friends? You play some music, eat, smoke, laugh, watch T.V. and get drawn on.

You've never been drawn on ? It's fun and it takes up a lot of time, patience. All you need is a good place to be drawn on, some friends that after a while don't fall asleep. 'Cause while your getting drowned on you want to be awake and see every advance so you can see if it's going good or not. You check if you wanna change something or give and idea ti your artist friend.

Nobody wants to play cards to avoid sleep, so you just keep on writing to try to not fall asleep. So you change the channel and find something funny to watch and people start to wake up, after all it's your second day there.

So after every hope of staying awake is gone you look to your side and see a friend hows almost asleep. You quietly take the pens, ink and markers that are laying around from the drawing session and you start writing and scribbling on there face mustaches, beards, scars even freckles !

Honestly, Love?

Josephine Berry, 29 years old, Personal Assistant –the too good to be true girl- from Long Island, New York. April 8 Friday:

It’s 7:32 am in the heart of New York, mean while Joe walks in Steve’s apartment (Steven Wright, 37 years old, great wealth thanks to Grandma –only grandchild known- and also become the new Hugh Grant) to check his schedule, make coffee for both and leave the Tuxedo she picked up on her way.

The shower is running and Steve always takes long showers, so Joe decide to check on her mail in Steve’s laptop –‘He does not mind’.
Ten minutes and Steve is still in the shower. Joe opens Microsoft Word and starts tipping in all the things she wanted to tell Steve.

“Dear Mr Wright, I would like to express myself as how I feel in this very moment. Since the moment I begun working as you personal assistant, I haven’t been quite honest with you and for somehow it leads me into a ‘distraction’.
Would you like to know?

Hmmm ... If only you could help me…

You see, I can’t remember the last time I confessed to someone. It must have been when I was innocent of all kind, back then when I was 12 years.

heard- and as for me, I Wait! have you ever confessed?, if you have, can you remember how it feels like?, don’t you feel like having a cigarette and say ‘finally, this is way much better than sex!’. I guess not, because you’re the expert, you’re always bringing new girls, every night we all know that it isn’t better than sex –well, as I’vequited smoking about 2 weeks from now, it’s been so hard.

OK so, what about love? Do you ever think about love?, do you know what it means and the consequences that may cause?. You know, I’ve thought about this over and over on ‘how I’m going to say this’, but every time I try to spit it out, I panic. It’s not fair.Thing is that it’s crucial, you know, something that it’s needed in life and no one is free of this... you know... ‘Thingy’.

The only thing that I’m pretty sure of saying is that I need a raise, because the other day I stayed until 3:30 in the morning to run through the next day’s schedule before your flight to Miami meanwhile you were still partying out and also I really want that Chanel coat!.

Sorry, back to you
I should calm down, I mean, we do trust each other, I’ve been working here for the last 6 years and I’ve always been there whenever you needed me, even though sometimes you could make yourself dinner, but no Sir! He wanted the home maid enchiladas when you could afford for 100000 enchiladas from that yummy restaurant and there I was, I had to rush through New York just to make you MY enchiladas. But I was always there. So we are good friends, right? God it’s difficult.

Fine, I’ll just... you ready? 1... 2... 3... I think I love you...”
Joe freaking out inside her, ‘Oh my God what the hell did I just do?!’
Steve in his towel had been standing behind her for almost 5 minutes and didn’t say a word until Joe saw his reflection from the mirror next to her.

Joe quickly stands up
“Shit!, I’m so sorry, I was just checking my e-mails and I got bored and I started writing and one thing lead to another and I’m always talking crap!!... You know what? I’m quitting! And as soon as I walk out that door you have to forget what just happened AND I’ll find another job or else I’ll jump Brooklyn Bridge cause it seam’s to be much easier to forget everything”.
(Deep inside thinking) ‘What the hell Josephine, what was that?!!’
Quickly she grabs her bag, opens the door and leaves.


Written by Paula P.

Begging for a Pixie

Where is she ? The one that will take and love me. The love of my life. I think she might be hiding or running. But what could be her reason? I'm here waiting for her, alone. Know me down! I want you to do it. The desperation of being alone is eating my soul. It reminds me every day to stay awake and not to fall asleep 'cause I'd miss her. I've seen her in my dreams and been awake it's like she was never there. When I've been with her I don't recognize her. But I know she recognizes me and she is afraid. But I tell my lovely pixie of my life.

Don't be.

Madness

Think about this for a while...

and then try to understand why.

Perception of sound

Can you hear me out there? Are you sure?
Do you really think it´s me?
It might not be the one you were waiting for.
But it´s me.

Were you really expecting something better?
´Cause we both know theres nothing better than us.
Everybody feels it in the air,
sees it in their dreams
and hears it in their hearts.